Going back through the book to the time of the morbid devil boy

Chapter 5 Taunt
But after seeing two familiar figures, the original joyful mood was destroyed.

Ye Qingwu was going to go the other way silently, to avoid the embarrassment of meeting them.

However, he was stopped by that sweet voice: "Sister Qingwu, are you feeling better?"

Ye Qingwu was expressionless at first, but when she turned her head to face Mo Qingwei, she showed a standard professional smile, without any flaws: "I'm better, I don't know if sister Qingwei is better, I'm really sorry yesterday, my father He is just worried about me, and has no malice towards you."

"I know, Sister Qingwu, I'm sorry, I wronged you yesterday." Mo Qingwei frowned lightly, with a look of remorse in her eyes, and her tone was even more regretful.

Every time the heroine does something, she admits her mistakes very quickly, and then uses a tone of blaming herself to make others feel sorry for her and forgive her.

Typical white lotus.

That being the case, she followed her will, after all, the little cannon fodder she is now can't handle the halo of the protagonist.

Ye Qingwu shook her head lightly, and said softly, "It's okay, I'm going to do something now, so I won't bother you."

Before they could answer, Ye Qingwu had already stepped up and left. During the process, she didn't even glance at Mo Yiran.

And Mo Yiran looked at her leaving figure in a hurry, his deep eyes didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master?"

"Master?"

Mo Qingwei called twice in a row, but Mo Yiran didn't respond, but she followed his gaze and saw that it was Ye Qingwu.

How could this be?
In the past, the master would not even look at Ye Qingwu, and even looked at her with disgust and indifference. At this time, the master lost his mind because of Ye Qingwu.

Master...

Mo Qingwei's hands hanging on her sides were gradually clenched, and veins appeared on the back of her white and smooth hands.

"Hiss..." Mo Qingwei clenched her fists too hard, causing her nails to pierce her palms. There was a stab of pain, and she couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

And Mo Yiran's thoughts were pulled back, he looked at Mo Qingwei beside him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, Master, I just accidentally broke my hand." Mo Qingwei's eyes showed a little bit of grievance, and her tone was quite coquettish and dependent.

"Come on, let me take a look." Mo Yiran lowered his eyes and said.

Mo Qingwei obediently handed over the palm that was pierced by her own nails, and stretched out her hand, only to see a small blood-stained nail mark.

He raised his hand, stroked her scar directly, and then recovered.

"Don't be so reckless next time, let's go and find Zilan real person." Mo Yiran rubbed her head.

This move made Mo Qingwei's heart as sweet as honey.
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After Ye Qingwu left, she was going back to the third peak. On the way, she met many disciples from the fifth peak. They all enthusiastically called her Senior Sister Qingwu or Junior Sister Qingwu.

Ye Qingwu felt their enthusiasm and considerate care, and ripples appeared in her heart.

Although the original Ye Qingwu was arrogant and domineering, she would not make trouble for no reason. Most of the fifth peak's disciples grew up with her, and because of Ye Qingwu's frail body, most of them let her go.

However, there are also some who don't like her, like the three women who are blocking her way now.

"I heard that you fainted again because of Mo Xianzun?" A beautiful woman in a light purple dress with picturesque features laughed softly.

There was a strong sarcasm between the words, and the two ordinary-looking women beside him also echoed: "Ye Qingwu, you still have to be shameless, just by you, you dare to miss Mo Xianzun."

"you……"

Before they could continue talking, Ye Qingwu interrupted their words and said plainly: "I don't dare to think about Mo Xianzun anymore."

The leader in the light purple dress frowned first, with puzzled eyes, and the two women beside her were also a little confused.

Ye Qingwu continued: "Luo Tianyan, I know you also like Mo Xianzun, but you dare not express it. You have made things difficult for me many times, and it is only because of your jealousy."

The layer of thought in Luo Tianyan's heart was pierced, and a sense of humiliation followed. She looked at the woman in white clothed in a light veil with an unfriendly expression, and her delicate black hair was draped obediently over her shoulders. On the bed, only a jade hairpin half-tucked her hair.

The face is beautiful and gorgeous, but there is a layer of blood missing between the skin, which makes it look a little pale, with a slender waist that doesn't fit around her, giving her the vision of a sickly beauty.

At this moment, there was a calm and confident smile on the corner of her mouth. Why did Ye Qingwu feel that nothing had changed?

It's really disgusting.

"You're talking nonsense." Luo Tianyan said coldly.

Ye Qingwu nodded: "You think so."

This made Luo Tianyan stuff all the words he wanted to refute into his stomach. Why is Ye Qingwu so strange today? If she said this in normal times, Ye Qingwu would definitely be furious and start a fight with her.

But now, why didn't she play her cards according to the routine? !

"Please make way." Ye Qingwu looked at the three of them and said.

When Luo Tianyan heard this, there was a trace of inquiry in her eyes, she did not move out of the way, but instead let the two people next to her occupy a larger position, preventing her from leaving.

Seeing this, Ye Qingwu's beautiful eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura condensed from her eyes. She would choose to actively avoid conflicts with the hero and heroine, but it didn't mean she was afraid of trouble.

She raised her eyes and looked at them with a half-smile, which made them feel suddenly suppressed. Her eyes were so sharp.

When she was about to use her spiritual power to fight them, a young man's steady voice sounded not far away: "Luo Tianyan, you are bullying Junior Sister Qingwu again, believe it or not, I will tell Master, let Master I will punish you."

Ye Qingwu raised her eyes to look at the source of the voice. It was a man dressed in Qingyang Jianzong's sect costume. The man's facial features were handsome, with sharp edges and corners, and he was coming towards her.

Ye Qingwu seemed to have an impression of this person, until Luo Tianyan called out his title: "Senior Brother Nangong, Tianyan didn't bully her."

Senior brother Nangong, Nangong Zhan, the eldest disciple of Master Zilan of the fifth peak, grew up with the original Ye Qingwu, so it can be said that they are childhood sweethearts.

Nangong Zhan doesn't appear much in the book, but as soon as he appears, he adds a lot of color to the book.

He, likes that unreachable person...

"Shut up, Qingwu fainted yesterday, and she just got better today, so don't bother Qingwu." Nangong Zhan said to Luo Tianyan indifferently.

Luo Tianyan stomped his feet fiercely in anger, and said angrily, "Let's go."

Luo Tianyan left with the other two little followers.

"Qingwu, senior brother will take you back to the third peak." Nangong Zhan softened his expression when he looked at her.

"Okay, thank you, brother." Ye Qingwu's mouth curled into a genuine smile.

(End of this chapter)